Drown All Your Witches

() My blood runs cold Through the streets of New Orleans And drink they will this bitter wine

Our fate burns From torches burning southbound Unpunished goose - no godly deed

(Pre-) All I've ever done was hold the levi's thirst How could you sit there Just watching without a sound?

On that day, with our backs against the wall Is that hail drowned all your witches?

Down in the ocean, one by one disappear